The marquee has arrived but no pictures of it being erected because today was our friend Keith's funeral. It was a lovely ceremony celebrating his life. He was a wonderful well liked man and to see the church packed to the hilt was judgement to that. His two sons read out the most moving eulogy I have ever heard and how they kept it together was beyond me. After the service we all went back to the Stage in Wigston where Pat, Keith's wife, put on a lovely spread. Photo albums of his life was laid out on tables for all to see and it certainly brought back a lot of memories. For Pat she now has to live without the man she loved. Not easy when she relied on Keith so completely. Thankfully her eldest son still lives at home so at least she wont be alone. All we can do for her now is to be there for her and help her through this awful time.
Even though we have been away from the site I knew the work party had been busy when I spied the marquee looking resplendent and very white in the field next to the Toll house. I managed to get a few photos tonight on our return before the rain set in.
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| Marquee arrived before 9am. Lorry couldn't get up the drive so it all had to be off loaded into the dumper truck and then unloaded by hand on site. |
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| Working boat Chertsey just entering the lock and NB Elizabeth moored facing the lock. We have another boat next to us for tonight but this one is also going into the basin tomorrow |
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| Another two boats squeezed in the basin |
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| Looking from the road bridge again. Not much room left! |
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| These coots made such a ruckus that boaters came out to see what all the fuss was about. One was trying to chase off the other. At least there was no coot fisty cuffs this time ( see post ) |
I feel sorry for these moorhens. They made their nest opposite the winding hole, bad move with the amount of boats turning every day.
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